Thursday, April 1, 2010

My son, Logan

This morning I had to take the boys to school because Mike had an early morning meeting. It’s usually pretty hectic because it throws the boys (and me) off our normal routine. I like to get them up extra early to counteract the whining, moaning and general craziness.

We had dropped Jack off at daycare and Logan’s school doesn’t open until 7:15am so we drove through McD’s.

We got to the school and pulled up in the drive and parked, waiting for the door. Logan got up in the front seat with me. And he just started talking. About the book he was reading, about the stuff he was doing at school. Just about a lot of stuff. It was really nice to just sit with my baby who is growing up so fast. I still remember the day he was born…and the first thoughts when I saw him.

And now he’s almost 9. So close to being a teenager, as he tells me every day.

Its days like this that I stop and think of how lucky I am that I get to be HIS Mom. That God thought I was good enough for this perfect little man. It’s a lot of responsibility. I know I do things wrong. When I do I apologize to him (to Logan and God) and I tell myself to do things differently, to be better for him.
This man changed my LIFE. He makes me laugh daily. He is such a good kid so that makes me feel like I’m doing something right.

I love that he has such a goofy sense of humor. That he loves to read, just like me. That he loves his little brother so much. That he tries so hard to please us. That he is a video game-aholic. That little sprinkle of freckles across his nose and cheeks.

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About Me

I work full time away from the home. I love my two sons with all my heart even though they drive me nuts most of the time. I am addicted to anything crafty. I love Texas Country music and dancing. I love a good mystery and/or romance novel. Everyday I try to be the best person I can be, somedays I fail. I still try. Everyday I seem to find a new craft to obsess over.